Three million mortal soldiers, besieging Yunpeng.

Buddhism is merciful, Brahma Ancient Temple, can kill demons and demons, but will never slaughter mortals. Everything was in Murong Huang's calculations.

In a hurry, Master Tianlun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the depression was slightly relieved.

"Xingjun's clever means have never been seen in eternity!" Master Tianlun said sarcastically.

"The master has compassion for the common people, compassion, and painstaking efforts, which is also really touching. Wen Muran was unmoved, and replied with words.

"Success and defeat are the best things for the ages. The process of means is not what I am asking for! Master Tianlun, hand over the eyes of ten thousand demons! Otherwise, there will be no peace in Dongling!"

Wen Muran's tone was already a little gloomy.

At the same time, in the Yunpeng Mountain, there were bursts of artillery and war drums like thunder. Three million iron horses, bloody and murderous, rushing to the sky.

These murderous auras are basically useless for monks above the Spirit Saint level. For Master Tianlun and the Brahma monks, there is no impact at all.

But for the people of Dongling, three million iron horsemen were enough to send them to hell.

"Hand over the holy weapon and return me Dongling!"

As soon as Wen Muran appeared, he threatened Brahma with three million mortal soldiers, and the situation reversed again. Fang Cai, the Dongling Demon Clan, who was shocked by Master Tianlun, came alive again.

I have to say that Murong Huang's strategy completely captured the weakness of the Brahma Temple.

Three million mortal soldiers are also sentient beings, and the Brahma Temple will not kill them.

"Hand over the holy weapon and return me Dongling!"

The shouts of the demon clan came and went, and the momentum shook the sky.

Even in the face of tens of thousands of demon clans, the demons of divine separation, and the power of the realm of robbery, the Brahma Temple has never been silent. However, the three hundred mortal soldiers made the Brahma Temple silent for a while.

"Master Tianlun, please make a decision early!" Wen Muran's tone was cold, and at the same time, a magic trick flew out of his hand, turning into a paper crane.

In Yunpeng Mountain, there are many mortal villages. As soon as Wen Muran's paper crane came out, Master Tianlun frowned.

Under Tianlun's divine sense, he saw a village outside Yunpeng Mountain, directly washed by a team of iron horsemen.

Fights between mortals were sometimes bloodier and more brutal by monks.

A Murong Tieqi cut off half of a man's head with one hand and a knife, and blood and brains were all over the ground. The man's wife seemed to want to hold her husband, but she was also ridden by Murong Tie, and slashed in the throat with a backhand, and fell directly to the ground.

Father and mother cried, wife and children screamed. However, they couldn't stop the elite iron cavalry of the Great Murong Dynasty.

Murong Tieqi is a mortal, but he is also a soldier.

A village of nearly 100 people, but for a moment, no life remains.

"Amitabha—"

Master Tianlun's face turned pale, and he slowly closed his hands. In fact, he just wanted to use the coercion of the robbery realm to imprison those mortal soldiers, but he suddenly found that his coercion was useless.

The entire Yunpeng Mountain seems to be floating with this inexplicable liliang. Perhaps, the coercion exuded by the four demon clans on the opposite side at the same time offset Master Tianlun's liliang.

"Amitabha—"

In the Brahma Temple, there are still many soul-level monks, and their divine consciousness is scattered, and they naturally have witnessed everything.

Immortal cultivators think that sentient beings are nothing more than ants. However, in the heart of the Buddha, he was concerned about the mortal world.

The demons rebelled, and the Buddha suppressed it. However, in the face of three million mortal soldiers, none of the Brahma monks could make a move, and at this time, the three million mortal soldiers did not all start to kill. If they start killing, it will be more than worth the loss if they kill the mortal soldiers.

Where to go? The entire Brahma Monastery is permeated with a kind of sorrow. A kind of Buddha's sorrow for all sentient beings.

"Hand over the demon clan's holy weapon, I will go down the mountain immediately, three million mortal soldiers, and I won't hurt a single grass or tree in Dongling!" Wen Muran said solemnly, and at the same time, he was already about to sacrifice the second type of magic in his hand.

"Everything has a way, like a dream bubble. If dew is like electricity, it should be viewed as such. Master Tianlun recited verses, saying that everything is illusory, but there is no liberation in the end.

"Xingjun, the old man is willing to die on behalf of all living beings in Dongling, how about it?"

"Oh?" Wen Muran was stunned for a moment, and then said gloomily, "The master wants to exchange his life for the sentient beings of Dongling, and let me disperse these three million mortal soldiers?"

"The Buddhist family is really compassionate!" Wen Muran sneered, "Back then, the demon girl Phantom Flower slaughtered the Valley of Ten Thousand Desolations, why didn't you see Brahma's mercy?"

"The Illusory Flower Rebellion is a catastrophe, beyond the reach of human beings, and it is too wild to cultivate immortals, not mortal!"

"Self-deception, didn't the Buddha say that all living beings are equal? The six realms of reincarnation, which one is not sentient beings? I am in the Ten Thousand Desolation Valley, and hundreds of thousands of children deserve to die?" Wen Muran said sharply.

Thinking of the Ten Thousand Desolation Valley back then, Wen Muran's expression became hideous.

"There is a wrong, there is a debtor!Xingjun, it seems that you have made the wrong object?" Master Tianlun shook his head.

"Haha!" Listening to Master Tianlun's words, a trace of sadness flashed in Wen Muran's eyes.

"It's all for the sake of being too wild!"

Wen Muran popped out a few words from between his teeth, and then looked at Master Tianlun.

"The life of the master alone is difficult to reach the sentient beings in Dongling, if you want to be carefree in Dongling, then please all the monks of Brahma Temple to abolish their cultivation!" Wen Muran's green robe hunted, and his voice was cold.

"The Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagle, and now the Brahma Temple is dedicated to Dongling, and it will be a beautiful talk of the Three Realms in the future!"

After that, Wen Muran looked up to the sky, but this laughter was a little strange.

Hand over the demon clan's holy weapon, and all the monks of Brahma Temple will abolish their cultivation.

Neither of these two conditions is acceptable to Brahma Temple. Not because of anything else, but because evil is endless, if all the monks of Brahma Temple abandon themselves and cultivate in exchange for the eternal peace of Dongling, the Brahma monks may be able to agree.

However, all the monks understood that without the Brahma Temple, then it would be the beginning of the nightmare in Dongling.

"Buddhism is hypocritical!" Wen Muran said contemptuously.

"Xingjun, I, Brahma, am not reluctant, but worried that I won't be able to exchange it!" Master Tianlun said.

"Hmph!" Wen Muran sneered, and the seal in his hand turned into a paper crane, ready to fly.

But at this moment, a cold light went straight to the paper crane.

Smack-

The paper crane was frozen in an instant, and then shattered.

"Hmm!" Wen Muran was stunned for a moment, his paper crane contained too wild soul power, it was by no means a seemingly ordinary spell, and the other party cracked it with one move, it must be a monk who robbed the realm.

Sure enough, Wen Muran's mind just moved, and he saw several figures fluctuating in the void. The void of the Brahma Temple suddenly had a lot of power.

In the sky to the north, three white-haired old men are all in the upper realm of the Water Tribulation. The three of them seem to be brothers, and their appearance is extremely similar, but the skin color of the three is different, one is black, one is white and one is gray.

These are the three cultivators of the Northern Wilderness Arctic Immortal Sea.

In the southern sky, there were seven figures.

The leader is a woman in a green dress, with a delicate body, a light veil, a beautiful appearance, and an endless charm on her face, but there is a faint bloody killing aura around her body, and the water is in the lower realm.

There was a green-robed Taoist priest standing beside the woman in the green skirt, holding white Buddha dust in his hand, looking like a fairy wind dao bone, but his cultivation was only a high-level Great Perfection for soul cultivation.

Ju Shanu and Xiaoyaodao, behind them are five Scattered Soul High Rank Great Perfection. This is the liliang of the Southern Desert Wuji Immortal Palace.

In the middle, there were nine red-robed monks. However, the overall cultivation of the nine people was much higher than that of the people in the Northern Wilderness and the Southern Desert.

Of the five major tribulation cultivators, the tallest white-haired old man was actually a monk in the upper realm of fire tribulation like Master Tianlun of Brahma Temple, and the other four were all in the upper realm of water tribulation. Among the rest, there are also two Void Tribulations, and two Scattered Soul High-level Great Perfections.

Among the seven immortal sects of the Sea Wilderness, there is only one that can send such a lineup, and that is the Oriental Family, which is known as the first in the combat power of the Sea Wilderness.

"The people of the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Desolation have finally appeared!" Wen Muran smiled strangely.

Looking at this lineup, this is definitely more than ninety percent of each Liliang. The Purple Immortal Order, it is really a must! Liliang on the sea wilderness, gathered in Dongling, unprecedented.

However, the Yun family and the Miao family were basically destroyed, and the Immortal Ghost Sect was not worth mentioning. The remaining three seem to have a neat lineup, but the overthrow is only between their own talk and laughter.

Everything is going according to plan! Wen Muran sneered in his heart, and at the same time, a trace of sadness swept through. All my missions will be over!

"It's too desolate!" said the gray-clothed old man in the Arctic fairy sea.

"The Three Saints of the North Pole!haha, it's been a long time!" Wen Muran said indifferently.

At this time, looking around, Wen Muran was basically surrounded by monks who had robbed the realm. Of course, behind him are the four major demon clan cultivators and many demon clans, which can be regarded as all the way with him.

However, being able to look at ease in the midst of many great powers is enough to show that Taihuang Wenqu is a stunning talent.

"The Eastern Family, Wuji Immortal Palace!" Wen Muran looked around and sneered, "It seems that they are all here for me to be too wild." Wen is very honored!"

"It's too desolate, everyone on the sea desolation will be punished!" This time it was the leader of the Oriental Family who spoke, a man who looked like a middle-aged man in the upper realm of the Fire Tribulation.

"Dongfang Zhan!" Wen Muran looked at the middle-aged man with disdain, "I haven't seen you for 10,000 years, your cultivation has benefited a lot! The Dongfang family is known as the No. 1 in the combat power of the Sea Wilderness, and the world says that you are now even more undefeated in the East!"

"Just ask!" A cold light flashed in Wen Muran's eyes, "Back then, was your Dongfang Zhan a defeated general under my men!

"This time, that time!" Dongfang Zhan sneered, unmoved by Wen Muran's words.

"Haha!" Wen Muran heard the heavenly daxiao, "Good one time, that time!"

Wen Muran looked at the people in the sea wilderness coldly and pointed out one by one.

"Thinking about the time when I was too barren, the sea was barren, my emperor, the great talent, almost unified the four regions, how could I have treated you all kinds of tribes badly?"

"Arctic Immortal Sea, I shouldn't have left you in the Northern Wilderness when I was too wild. ”

"Wuji Immortal Palace, if it weren't for the greedy wolf's full efforts to protect it back then, your Wuji City would have been in ruins!"

"The fire cloud recipe of the Oriental family of the sea wilderness is given by me who is too wild. The Yun family's spirit coin shop used to be my too barren industry, and the Miao family had a three-style forbidden map, which was deduced by my emperor. If the sea wilderness is unified, I will definitely lead many monks in the sea wilderness to ascend to the fairyland as soon as possible. ”

"However, you are treacherous, as soon as Ziyou comes out, you will surrender to the world! The demon girl came to the world, and the blood washed the valley of ten thousand desolations, and hundreds of thousands of children of my Taihuang Gate returned to the world. You have even fallen into the ground, and I don't know how many people from the Taihuang Gate have chased and killed me! The six great immortal gates of the Sea Wilderness, what they have done to me in the Taihuang Sect is intolerable!"

"But, if the sky does not die, I am too wild, my blood is too wild, and my blood is not broken, and I am not dead! Today, it is the time when I am too wild to collect debts from you!"

Wen Muran's expression was excited, hunting in Tsing Yi, standing alone in the void with one arm, but he had the momentum of looking up to heaven and earth.

The first think tank of the Taihuang back then, Wen Taowu, needless to say. Wen Muran has the talent of the world.

Standing in his position, he talked about everything, quite imposingly.

There are many things, naturally there is a problem with Wen Muran's position, but one thing is recognized by the sea wilderness, that is, the Heavenly Maiden Phantom Flower was in the Valley of Ten Thousand Desolations back then, regardless of women and children, as long as it was too desolate people, all the slaughter was indeed a bit tragic.

The past is all over the place, and Wen Muran will not forget it for 10,000 years. Therefore, at this moment, Wen Muran pointed out the six gates, but many powers did not speak.

"Haha-" Wen Muran looked up to the sky daxiao.

10,000 years of enduring humiliation, 10,000 years of stealing a living, 10,000 years of wandering in the sea wilderness, he is just for this day.